Please, bring your towel!
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The Restaurant at the End of Realms Beyond (banter)
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sticks and bricks sound very appropriate for the zulu...
Completed: PBEM 34g (W), 36 , 35 , 5o, 34s, 5p, 42, 48 and PB 9, 18, 27, 57
Current: PB 52. Boudicca of Maya thestick Wrote:Is it a good idea to have banter in AW? 34s-style? Yeah. 35 style? Never.
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yeah - 35 was a little out of hand. 34s adds to the game. Basically, i think that if you find yourself writing "if you do this, I'll do that", then you are diplomacying. if you burn a city and write "ha, AT - I burned your cities like I was scooter!!", then that's legitimate banter. (Well, unless you burned someone else's city)
Completed: PBEM 34g (W), 36 , 35 , 5o, 34s, 5p, 42, 48 and PB 9, 18, 27, 57
Current: PB 52. Boudicca of Maya 
The Creation of the Smålinese lands and its people
"Now when Our Lord came up there, where Saint Peter had been at work, he was so horrified that he stopped short and exclaimed: 'What on earth have you been doing with this land, Saint Peter?' Saint Peter, too, stood looking around â perfectly astonished. He had had the idea that nothing could be so good for a land as a great deal of heat. Therefore he had gathered together an enormous mass of stones and mountains, and had erected a highland, and this he had done so that it might be near the sun, and receive much help from the sun's heat. Over the stone-heaps he had spread a thin layer of soil, and then he had thought that everything was well arranged. But while he had been away, a couple of heavy showers had come up, and more was not needed to show what his work amounted to. When Our Lord came to inspect the land, all the soil had been washed away, and the naked mountain foundation shone forth all over. Where it was about the best, lay clay and heavy gravel over the rocks, but it looked so poor that it was plainly to be seen that little else than spruce and juniper and moss and heather could grow there. But what there was plenty of was water! It covered all the clefts in the mountain; and lakes and rivers and brooks were everywhere, to say nothing of swamps and morasses, which spread over large areas. And the most exasperating of it all was, that while some tracts had too much water, it was so scarce in others that whole fields lay like dry moors, where sand and earth whirled up in clouds with the least little breeze. 'What can have been your meaning in creating such a land as this?' said Our Lord. Saint Peter made excuses, and declared he had wished to build up a land so high that it should have plenty of warmth from the sun. 'But then you will also get much of the night chill,' said Our Lord, 'for that too comes from heaven. I am very much afraid the little that can grow here will freeze.' This, to be sure, Saint Peter hadn't thought about. 'Yes, here it will be a poor and frost-bound land,' said Our Lord, 'it can't be helped.' Saint Peter didn't lose his courage, at all events, but tried to comfort Our Lord. 'Don't be so grieved over this!' said he. 'Only wait until I have created people who can till the swamps and break up fields from the stone hills.' That was the end of Our Lord's patience â and he said: 'No! you can go down and make the other peoples, but the Smålinese I will create myself.' And so Our Lord created the Smålinese, and made him quick-witted and spiritual and happy and thrifty and industrious and capable, that he might be able to get his living in his poor country. (With apologies to Selma Lagerlöf.) |
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